[She hesitates, then says:] You can touch it if you want. I know you're a doctor and that's the kind of thing doctors do. [In other words, she can be pretty sure he doesn't mean anything more intimate by it. She keeps her hair held out of the way in case he does. She doesn't like feeling like an object so much, but... that's the way doctors are. She's used to being poked and prodded.]

That's really sweet of you to say, but you also barely know me. [She smiles though, since she doesn't mean that in a rude way.] I guess, it's something I hear a lot. But it also just sometimes sounds like people feeling sorry for me. Which you don't have to do, I'm tough as hell.